Barry Friedman was five when his parents divorced. Suddenly everything was up in the air, and he and his brothers were facing uncertainty. When his grandmother sent him to summer camp, he faced two choices, and one involved a “hot, smelly box of a room in San Fernando Valley.” He opted for juggling because it was taught by the pool, but he took to it immediately. “I never put those balls down at the end of that summer camp!" He and another camper did a little show together. People were laughing and applauding. He knew his life would never be the same.